# 69 "Something’s Missing?"

Something’s Missing?


Is it too much to ask to be with you?
It’s the most important thing I’ll ever do.

Oh the house, the car and the money is good.
But there is so much missing that never should.

I smile at my image on the mirrored door.
I see no one to share what my love is for.

I wouldn’t mind if that’s how it had to be.
But I sometimes think it’s because of me.

Will I wait for the one I may never find?
Should I limit my love to a certain kind?

Would it serve me right to hold you at bay?
Then wakeup tomorrow in a useless way.

In matters of heart I will open my soul.
Perhaps some wisdom will play a role.

It’s my heart that tells me time for a mate.
My wisdom that asks, when is too late?

It’s a balancing task we no two the same.
Rarely defeated with only one to blame.

I hope for us all the chance to succeed.
And a little more love than we’ll ever need.

Jim Raab

# 68 "Who?"

Who?

Though you never asked I’ll tell you anyway.
Perhaps you don’t care so I’ll put it this way.
A friend of yours is now a friend of mine.
And given me a reason to write this rhyme.
It seems when you were gone for that day or two.
There was someone we know staying with you.
I confronted this claim with questions of why.
Some sorrow was expressed no need to deny.
I’ve been screwed before and so I know the deal.
The sex was good but you love was not real.
I am much wiser now not so easy to fool.
So I’m doubtful at first as a general rule.
With my emotional guard firmly in place.
You have vanished from my heart without a trace.
I seem simple to you, from the outside in.
But deep down inside under my skin.
Is my love of life and the need to share.
And I hope some day you learn to care.
No need to stop by or tell me a lie or fake a cry.
Tears for me I would not see only for you could they be.
All your shit is in storage now your mom has the key.
I wish you the best no more can I do.
If anyone asks I’ll just say who?

Jim Raab

# 67 "Take it Easy."

Take it Easy.

Running down the road.
Not in the staying mode.
Because I got Karen in Kansas.
And Kathy at the Keys.
When I ain’t doing nothing.
I’m doing what I please.
Vera of Vegas I call Sweetheart.
Lie about nothing she is smart.
Denver’s Donna she dances divine.
Home cooking and a bottle of wine.
Angie’s down in Austin typing on line.
Boston’s Betty is my sweetie.
I always call her that name.
She knows about Brenda.
She loves me just the same.
My Honey is a Rosie from Boise.
She’s hotter than a flame.
If I wasn’t so dam busy.
I would give her my name.
God made them so beautiful.
No two are the same.
I could be forever.
Playing this game.
I Love You.

Jim Raab

# 66 "Roses of Red."

Roses of Red.

I picked these red roses just for you.
An expression of love is all I can do.

In spite of the space that keeps us apart.
I need you to know you’re dear to my heart.

The last thing I say at the end of each day.
Is I’ll love you forever and for this I pray.

Impatient I am for my embrace of thee.
To be engulfed in that kiss of ecstasy.

Until that day and our promise of bliss.
I send you my love and dream of that kiss.

Jim Raab

# 65 "Sailor Song."

Sailor Song.

What else can I say.
I’m sorry it has to be this way.
I didn’t mean to lead you astray.
I started innocent that’s for sure.
That was until our weekend tour.
I forgot to mention my girl Kay Ann Dee.
She locked my heart and took my free.
To my honey bunny I swore that key.
She forgot to lock it is why you see.
I was making love to thee.
So don’t be blaming me.

Jim Raab

# 65 "Across of Lines."

Across of Lines.

Now I really haven't seen ya.
Or knows who's really there.
I'm just a simple senior.
Throwing romance in the air.

You’re getting kind of heavy.
I don't want to cross the line.
I’d jump you in my Chevy.
But you’re not the jumping kind.

I feel I might be getting.
All I’m dishing out.
And you could be betting.
It’s time for me to pout.

I could be hurtin for certain.
Before my reign is through.
If I see behind the curtain.
There never was a you.

Jim Raab

# 64 "Spirituality."

Spirituality.

My spirit is really.
All that I am.
A mass of irrelevance.
For you to scan.
My body’s on loan.
With time to span.
I have this thing.
About the giving I can.

Happiness is not.
My children of acquire.
More about spirituality.
That they inspire.
And by the light.
A love they aspire.
That is life’s gift.
Of joy I admire.

Cause and effect.
Is of physical domain.
Sacrifices and emotions.
Are far from brain.
Logic would tell me.
To refrain from pain.
If I didn’t understand.
I’d know I’m insane.

In the darkness of brain.
Its just thoughts I see.
Influenced by the sensors.
That are covering me.
To my perception of red.
I’m trained to agree.
But interpretation of meanings.
We see so differently.

In times of dream.
I’m startled by whom?
I can’t scare myself.
Or so I assume.
I open my eyes.
I’m back in my room.
Without hesitation.
A dream will resume.

Jim Raab

# 63 "Shake and Bake."

Shake and Bake.

Are you toying with my mind?
With these verses that I find.
Are you the woman of my dreams?
Do you know what that means?

Is your teasing just for pleasing?
Do you mean what you’re saying?
Do you promise to be staying?
Are you sure you’re just not playing?

Will you love me in the morning?
Will we always love the thrill?
Will you stop without a warning?
Can you break my heart at will?

If I take you in my arms.
Tempt with my charms.
Do you swear to always love me?
Just thinking that you might be?

If there is one thing.
That I know for sure.
It’s that making love thing.
My pretty little lure.
You really got that something.
For me there is no cure.

If we are that dream of lasting love.
If I‘m the one you’re thinking of.
If forever works for me and you.
Then I’ll be telling you I do.

Jim Raab

# 62 "Recipe for Romance."

Recipe for Romance.

My love I give gracefully.
I place my heart in your care.
I will love you faithfully.
Through any despair.

I’m not challenged by karma.
I have no time for fear.
What’s another trauma?
I’m not wasting a year.

I’m older and wiser.
Not just any man.
I got love to be living.
And I know I can.

The recipe for romance.
Let it touch your mine.
Simple as a slow dance.
And two glasses of wine.

Jim Raab

# 61 "Time for Love."

Time for Love.

There are girls of a page.
That I would engage.
In the wink of an eye.
I’d definitely try.
I’ll be there by noon.
Send me that number.
And send it real soon.
No time to slumber.
Just a number to call.
I promise you love.
Happiness and all.
No importance above.
No reason to stall.
Just forever be mine.
Till the end of time.

Jim Raab